Something about knowing the guy was railing his sister he just found off-putting. He knew she was an adult and it wasn’t logical, but he couldn’t ...elp it. Robert, her fiancée, seemed like a boring guy which helped a little. He was sprawled on the couch when they got home.“Hi Robert!” Becky said, going over and giving him a peck on the forehead. “I think you’ve met Darryl once before, right?”“Uh, yeah,” he said, not having expected visitors. “Hey man.”“Hey.” Darryl nodded toward Robert and then. "You aren't going out there to leave me in here wondering what the hell is going on. Forget it." Kaylee, I don't have time to argue with you right now." Good, than don't. I'm going with you and that's all there is to it." Kaylee," he began before seeing the stubborn look on her face. He sighed heavily. "Fine, but stay behind me and promise me, you'll do whatever I tell you to, no questions. Promise?" Yeah," she said. "I promise. You got a gun nearby?" In the bedroom," he growled, wanting to hit. ‘I don’t understand.’ ‘It’s training. It’s socialisation. Hurting people is okay, so you learn how to do that. Being nice to people isn’t okay unless you’re in love, so you learn to be in love.’ ‘Ben, you don’t believe that.’ ‘I don’t know. I believe in hypocrisy. I believe some people can’t admit that they’re just horny, they’ve got to dress it up with love.’ ‘Maybe.’ Ben shrugged. ‘Maybe not. I was guessing. I do a lot of guessing. Might just be self-deluding bullshit on my part, too.’ She. "Jesus Christ, what the hell is that smell?" he said rudely as my mom walked out of the kitchen carrying his glass. "Oh that is just our kebab." Gah I fuckin hate kebab." he said in an extremely insulting fashion. Kebab being one of my families favorite foods. "Yeah I hate it too" she said, completely insulting our family, culture, and father just to show off to this white man. Absolutely pathetic. I was going to get up and berate her, but this guy was huge so I decided I would do it.